When He's All Dolled Up 1917

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 15 July 2010
2010

Talk about your Beau Brummels,
Talk about your city swells,
We've got one right in our town,
I mean Elmer Hatchway Brown.
Folks, I never like to swear,
But, by Heck, I do declare,
He's the swellest guy I've seen,
He's like an actor
on the movin' picture screen.

When he's all dolled up
you ought to see him,
When he's all dolled up,
He's got a funny little
pinch back coat and Bamboo cane;
Has an umberella
if it's going to rain,
He's a gosh darn dude,
there's no denying,
from his derby hat right down;
Always wears a flower in his button hole,
Wears a rubber band around his old bank roll,
When he's all dolled up
you ought to see him,
He's the best dressed rube in town.

When he's all dolled up
you ought to see him,
When he's all dolled up,
And just the other day
he went and joined the home town guard,
Ev'ry night they're drilling
in the constable's yard,
He gets all balled up,
gets out of step
and holds his rifle upside down;
But just the same
I think he'll join the Allies soon,
I heard him say:
"Oh sprinkle me with French perfume,"
When he's all dolled up
you ought to see him,
He's the best dressed rube in town.

Down at this year's County Fair,
Elmer Hatchway Brown was there,
All dressed up to beat the band,
The ladies all thought he was grand.
Stepped right in the betting ring,
Bet a dime on some darn thing,
Lost and started in to sing,
It seemed as though
he didn't give a good gol ding.

When he's all dolled up
you ought to see him,
When he's all dolled up,
He's got a nifty little full dress suit
he bought last fall,
He looked like a waiter at the Fireman's Ball,
He's a fashion plate,
and ev'ry minute makes the folks all turn around;
I don't believe there's anything that he has missed,
He even wears an Ingersoll upon his wrist,
When he's all dolled up,
you ought to see him,
He's the best dressed rube in town.

When he's all dolled up
you ought to see him,
When he's all dolled up,
And just the other day
he went and joined the home town guard,
Ev'ry night they're drilling
in the constable's yard,
He gets all balled up,
gets out of step
and holds his rifle upside down;
But just the same
I think he'll join the Allies soon,
I heard him say:
"Oh sprinkle me with French perfume,"
When he's all dolled up
you ought to see him,
He's the best dressed rube in town.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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When He's All Dolled Up 1917
Music by Walter Donaldson
Lyrics by Monty C.Bruce
© MCMXVII by M.Witmark & Sons
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Thursday 15 July 2010 at 15.59
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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